Three Kingdoms: Daily settlement helps Liu Bei revive the Shu Han dynasty.

Chapter 49 When it comes to stirring up trouble, you still have to be a strategist.

Two thousand people began to turn left, turn right, turn left, turn right again and again.

Lu Yong had a few people who made no mistakes stand at the front of the line to demonstrate.

Then Xu Sheng was sent out to train separately with Niu Er and a few other backward individuals.

After practicing for a good half hour, Niu Er and the others finally stopped turning wrong.

After getting the drills down, the next step is physical conditioning.

Lu Yong ordered his soldiers to run laps around the drill ground, five laps per person.

One lap around the drill ground is about four hundred steps, so five laps would be two thousand steps.

This wouldn't be anything special in later generations.

Although these soldiers usually train, they mostly practice in formation or sparring, and rarely run long distances like this.

By the third lap, the group started to fall apart, and many people began to drop out.

Niu Er, who didn't perform well in the queue, was surprisingly fast when running.

He wasn't tall, but he was very strong and ran like a water buffalo.

It was very fast, leaving everyone around it behind.

Lu Yong asked Xu Sheng to write down the names of those who failed to complete the race. In the end, a count revealed that more than two hundred people had failed to finish.

He looked at the soldiers who were exhausted and collapsed on the ground, and said:

"Those who fail the physical fitness test will have to run three extra laps every morning. If they haven't improved after ten days, they'll have to run three more laps."

"No!!"

"The strategist is a devil!!!"

Many people cried out in pain, but were quickly silenced by a slap from the squad leader.

Next, there's housekeeping.

Lu Yong walked into the soldiers' tent, pointed to the shoes and socks scattered on the ground and the pile of bedding, and said only one sentence coldly:

"Starting tomorrow, we will conduct daily checks."

All items inside the tent must be arranged neatly, with bedding folded into squares and shoes aligned with the toes pointing outwards.

Those who fail will be punished by cleaning all the camp's latrines.

Even Xu Sheng was stunned by these words.

Can you fold a quilt into a square?

Lu Yong gave a demonstration on the spot.

He spread out a quilt.

After a few folds,

It actually folded into a perfectly square shape with sharp edges, like a cube cut out with a knife.

The soldiers looked at each other, some muttering, "What's the point of folding it so neatly? We'll still need to cover it up at night, won't we?"

Lu Yong heard this and looked at the man: "What's your name?"

"I'm Zhang Si." Zhang Si shrank his neck, but still muttered with a forced smile, "But folding blankets and fighting a war... really have nothing to do with each other."

Lu Yong walked up to Zhang Si.

He didn't get angry, but calmly asked, "Zhang Si, let me ask you, in a battle between two armies, what is the key to victory?"

Zhang Si scratched his head: "Rely on...rely on bravery? Rely on numbers?"

"Bravery and numbers certainly have some influence," Lu Yong shook his head and said, "but there's something even more important—military discipline!"

He turned to face the entire army and said loudly:

"Think about it, why is it that some armies collapse as soon as they go into battle, while others do not retreat even when faced with swords and axes?"

The difference between them is not courage.

It lies not in the military discipline itself, but in whether it is firmly etched in the mind and becomes muscle memory!

After Lu Yong finished speaking,

He picked up a smelly sock from the ground, held it in his hand, and shook it:

"Do you know what's the scariest thing about military camps?"

"It's a plague!!!"

"In the past, General Ma Yuan led an army of 20,000 to conquer Wuling in the south."

But do you know how those brave men who didn't die under the barbarian swords of Wuxi died later?

They all died of illness!

"In the hot and humid south, filth piles up in the camp, flies and insects swarm, and the water source is polluted. If one person gets diarrhea, the whole camp will be infected."

General Ma himself fell ill and could not recover, ultimately dying on the battlefield.

"Even Ma Fubo succumbed to the plague, do you still think military discipline is a trivial matter?"

He tossed his socks aside and pointed to the square-shaped quilt:

"This square quilt is not folded for the general to see, it is for you to see yourselves!"

With bedding neatly folded, the floor clean, and shoes and socks put away, the tents will not harbor filth.

He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone:

"Think about it carefully."

If attacked in the middle of the night

You must don your armor, take up your weapons, and form ranks within a few breaths.

If it's messy and disorganized, it will take more time.

"Every second of delay could mean the death of ten more people!"

When you develop good habits

When he got up, he didn't even need to think; he could just reach out and touch his armor!

The time you save is your chance to live, understand?!

Xu Sheng initially thought that folding the quilt was unnecessary.

But after hearing this

His expression gradually changed.

Zhang Si's face flushed red, and he clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Strategist! I was wrong!"

Lu Yong smiled slightly, turned around and left the tent.

But as he reached the entrance of the tent, he suddenly stopped and said:

"A tool that is not carved cannot become sharp; an army that is not bound cannot form a cohesive unit."

The little things I asked you to do today,

In the future, I will enable you to stand firm amidst a vast army!

By the time the three training sessions were finished, the sun was already setting.

The soldiers were exhausted and hungry, and thought they could finally eat.

however,

Lu Yong then gathered everyone in front of the earthen platform to prepare for the fourth subject.

"Literacy Lesson"

He took out a piece of cloth covered with large characters from his sleeve and hung it on the wooden frame in front of the table.

The cloth contained only ten simple characters:

One, two, up, down, left, right, front, back, east, west.

"We will only learn these ten characters today."

Before dinner, everyone must be able to read and write.

Those who cannot read aloud are not allowed to eat; those who cannot write are not allowed to sleep.

The soldiers were completely dumbfounded.

"No... strategist, I didn't even eat lunch!"

"I'd rather fight the enemy than learn to read..."

"ah!!!"

Lu Yong ignored their wails.

He addressed the middle-aged scholar behind him, who had specifically recruited soldiers to teach them to read and write:

"Mr. Shen, I'm entrusting my brothers to you."

The man known as Shen Yi was a poor, down-on-his-luck local from Danyang.

He was living in extreme poverty.

Upon seeing Liu Bei's notice recruiting teachers, he applied and became a teacher.

I thought I was going to teach children, but it turns out I'm going to teach a bunch of soldiers.

This really opened his eyes – he'd cut his butt with a knife!

But thinking of his only son who had just been born,

And generous compensation,

Shen Yi patiently began to teach this group of roughnecks.

Lu Yong and Xu Sheng then headed towards the central command tent.

Xu Sheng walked beside Lu Yong and asked in a low voice:

"Strategist, won't this kind of training be too much of a strain on the brothers?"

Looking at the clumsy but earnest figures on the training ground, Lu Yong replied, "It's better to struggle during training than to lose your life in battle."

If they could read, they would be better able to understand the general's intentions and carry out military orders more effectively.

Xu Sheng remained silent for a moment, then clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Your subordinate understands."

As dusk fell, Lu Yong instructed Xu Sheng to conduct a spot check on literacy skills.

Out of two thousand people,

Three-quarters of them could pronounce every single word correctly.

But less than half of them could be written out.

Niu Er was among the group who got all the characters right, even though he wrote each character crookedly.

Lu Yong announced on the spot that those who passed the test would get extra meat that night.

Those who are not qualified will be on night duty tonight.

A chorus of wails suddenly erupted across the training ground.

But after the wailing

More people picked up tree branches, squatted on the ground, and began practicing calligraphy.

……

Liu Bei's residence.

Because of what happened with Lu Yong during the day, Liu Bei has met with several groups of people.

Although he expressed his full support for Lu Yong's decision in front of others.

But late that night,

He still couldn't sleep, and couldn't help but secretly arrive at Lu Yong's residence with a few attendants.

When the gatekeeper saw that it was Liu Bei, he didn't have time to announce his arrival and let Liu Bei into the courtyard.

There was no one in the front yard.

In the backyard, however, the lights were on, and the sounds of hammering and knocking could be heard from time to time.

With doubts in his mind, Liu Bei walked around the screen wall, through the main hall, and into the backyard.

Not only Lu Yong, but also Xu Sheng, Guo Jia, and Lu Su were all in the backyard.

In the courtyard, there was a large pot with firewood burning underneath.

There were several pottery urns, bamboo tubes, and a bunch of strange utensils he had never seen before.

Three craftsmen squatted on the ground.

A person is shaving a bamboo tube.

A copper sheet is being forged.

There was another one, pouring some liquid into a clay jar.

At this moment, Lu Yong

Squatting beside the big pot with his sleeves rolled up,

Holding a long bamboo tube in his hand,

He was poking it into a small hole in the pot lid...

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